room I don't understand, I don't understand, The very next morning I was out in the yard My sister gave me her pickle juice jar Now that I could understand
it on you mouth Then I grab her neck and try to take her tonsils out And I don't got beef, I don't play those games If I did though, believe me, I would
I'll get with ya But if I don't pursue, then I just don't give a My motto in the 90's is be happy makin' bucks Girls love the Jim, 'cuz it causes crazy
put it on you mouth Then I grab her neck and try to take her tonsils out And I don't got beef, I don't play those games If I did though believe me I
t shit they finna fill me with lead Whent he Barn yard hoe's look like Uncle Jed Now I'm ready to whip some ass Cuz in Detroit we don't play that Hand
